Lyrics Cyclone (feat. Tunji Ige) - Tunji Ige , Austin Millz

I need like 2 hoes side to side
Need some new wheels put on em the ride
Need a view somewhere where paradise
I may be new, but you know I live this life
She work it out like exercise
She work it out like exercise
We work it out like exercise
Work it out now

Work it out now
Work it out now
Flex on em, flex on em
Back in my bag and we back on the strip
Return of the flex, return of my ex
Return of the curve I was like bitch next
Text with your girl send her eggplant emojis
You can the dap or the nod if you know me
We be getting money if you squad or a homie
These old niggas walk man they must be Sony
And I'm running, young boy gunning
With my nigga Austin, plotting on suthin
Somewhere in Harlem, fall back darling
Swish on your chick because your boy just ballin
Where they at need you to bring em all in
We be goin up, tell me why they fallin
We be goin up, tell me why they fallin
We be goin up, tell me why they fallin

I need like 2 hoes side to side
Need some new wheels put on em the ride
Need a view somewhere where paradise
I may be new, but you know I live this life
She work it out like exercise
She work me out like exercise
We work it out like exercise
Work it out now

Work it out now
Work it out now
Nigga rich, niggas think I'm rich
I'mma get this shit pass it off to my kids
Tell em how he live, how he finna do it big
How you told the whole world, brought it back to the brib
Now write the transcript, hear your boy spit
Yeah in this shit and this time gon tick
Beat feels like BBC in 06
Back in the day how I got with this shit
Keep it real, gotta keep it real
Keep it real, gotta keep it real
And I'm running, young boy gunning
With my nigga Austin, plotting on suthin
Somewhere in Harlem, fall back darling
Swish on your chick because your boy just ballin
Where they at need you to bring em all in
We be goin up, tell me why they fallin
Where they at need you to bring em all in
We be goin up, tell me why they fallin

Work it out now